[ The mention of a wager brightens his expression a little with something akin to... excitement. He tilts his head to the side. The grin remains perfectly intact. ]
A wager, huh?
[ His gaze lowers in thought for a moment, a mischievous air surrounding him. He makes a point of letting his gaze slide up up the opposite form before he finally speaks again. ]
All right...
[ A grin much more akin to the one he wears in the Metaverse surfaces. ]
The winner gets to ask for any favor of their choice.
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A wager, huh?
[ His gaze lowers in thought for a moment, a mischievous air surrounding him. He makes a point of letting his gaze slide up up the opposite form before he finally speaks again. ]
All right...
[ A grin much more akin to the one he wears in the Metaverse surfaces. ]
The winner gets to ask for any favor of their choice.